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Remembering Dad
Seventeen years ago, my father and I went to Austin for the day. It was Good Friday and we had planned to visit the University of Texas but the rainfall was torrential. As we were driving south on...
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After my mother’s fatal heart attack in January of this year, the time came when I needed to begin the process of cleaning out her home. The first day was a very hard day but I woke up knowing how...
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